The Queen Mother smiled with relief, "You, every time you go out, you always bring some rare things back to the mourning family. This snow lotus should be kept by you to nourish your body, and it will be uncomfortable to look at your hair and mourn the family."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "The queen mother stays, and the hair of the sons and daughters does not need to use such good medicinal herbs."

Emperor Qingming picked up the box containing the snow lotus and looked at it for a moment, then handed it to the imperial doctor, "Come and see, is it enough for a thousand years?"

The Imperial Physician held the box in both hands, looking excited, "Back to the emperor, this snow lotus is at least a thousand years old, and it is in excellent condition, it can be called an immortal product, it is a thing that can be met but not sought. If this snow lotus is used as medicine, it will definitely restore vitality, rejuvenate the internal organs, and have the miraculous effect of prolonging life."

The Queen Mother was moved by the words "prolong life", and said with a smile, "It can be seen that Youning is a blessed person, and others may not be able to find treasures in a lifetime, so you will meet them." The mourners will accept your filial piety."

Han Youning said with a smile, "If the queen mother takes it, she will definitely be radiant and live a long life."

The Queen Mother smiled, looking at her with a very loving look.

Emperor Qingming stared at the snow lotus for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Queen Mother glanced at Gonggong Wei, who carefully took the box from the imperial doctor's hand, bowed down and retreated to the inner room.

Emperor Qingming retracted his thoughts and said to the imperial doctor, "You can come and check the pulse of King Jin again."

Zhao Chengyuan looked calm and raised his hand to put it on the pulse pillow.

The Imperial Physician knelt on the ground to check the pulse.

Emperor Qingming asked, "What is the reason for this white hair, which may be recuperated?"

The imperial physician replied, "Back to the emperor, the prince's gray hair is caused by too much worry, take some tonic medicine to replenish kidney qi, and you can slowly get better."

The Queen Mother sighed faintly, "You are like this, just like your father back then......

How did the Zhao family do their best to be infatuated.

Zhao Chengyuan's eyebrows were flat, and he said, "Erchen remembers that his father's hair was all silver back then, what is the reason?"

The Queen Mother glanced at Emperor Qingming quickly, stroked Yu Ruyi and said, "He was already in his prime, and he worked day and night on state affairs, where could his body eat."

Zhao Chengyuan said with a smile, "When I was a child, I thought that my father was already an old man in his seventies and eighties, but when he was older, he thought that the Zhao family was prone to early birth, and he was worried that he would be like that. Now, it's a prophecy."

The Queen Mother said angrily, "Silly boy, there are times when you can't figure it out."

Emperor Qingming said lightly, "You really don't care about yourself for the sake of the Han family, you have traveled a long distance before your leg injury has healed, and if you have climbed a high mountain, you are not afraid of falling into the root of the disease?"

Zhao Chengyuan said with a smile, "At that time, my brother's leg injury was almost healed, but Youning wanted me to take care of it for a while before going to the ground. Later, Youning's situation was critical, and his subordinates couldn't care so much."

Emperor Qingming asked the imperial doctor, "Is there a big problem with King Jin's leg injury?"

Han Youning's heart tugged, he really asked!

He suspected that Zhao Chengyuan used a stand-in, and then went to Xiliang by himself, right?

The imperial physician said, "Back to the emperor, judging from the pulse, the prince's leg injury has not completely healed, and it should be due to the strenuous activities of going down to the ground too early."

He looked at Zhao Chengyuan again, "When the prince walks on weekdays, his legs should be quite painful, right?"

Zhao Chengyuan nodded, "Yes." ….

Han Youning's heart was relieved, was this imperial doctor bought by Zhao Chengyuan, and he said it right.

Emperor Qingming's eyes sank, "Nonsense! Before your legs are healed, you just walked down to the ground?" He pointed to the imperial doctor, "You come and check him, if the bones are out of place, Da Zhou will have another lame prince!"

Han Youning's heart rose again.

Su Bai broke his leg that day and bled a lot, and there will inevitably be a scar on his leg...... Less than a year has passed now, and no one believes that the scar is completely invisible.

The imperial doctor took off Zhao Chengyuan's boots with trembling hands, pulled up his trouser legs, and exposed his well-proportioned and hard calves.

In the middle of the calf, there was a scar, and judging by the color of the scar, it was a few months ago.

The Imperial Physician felt around the wound, "Thankfully, the bones are not misaligned. But the prince to

After that, you need to stay in bed and recuperate, and you can't walk around on the ground."

Han Youning was surprised, and then looked at Zhao Chengyuan in shock, he really broke his leg! He still has to lead troops to fight, and he has to fight people, how can he endure the pain in his leg?!

Zhao Chengyuan looked at Han Youning, who was stunned again, with a smile, "Look at your scare, it's not as serious as the Imperial Doctor said."

Han Youning's tone was low, "The prince's leg injury has recurred, why don't you tell the concubine?" These three months are when the weather turns cold, and don't you suffer every day?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled soothingly, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

He turned to Emperor Qingming and said with a smile, "Imperial brother, look, how dare the courtier dare to say it, Youning is like this, I'm afraid I will cry a lot." She was sick and weak, and how could she bear the joy and sorrow."

Emperor Qingming's doubts in his eyes were slightly dissipated, and people could be disguised, but this leg injury could not be faked. And this full head of white hair, you can't fake it.

In other words, the ghost-faced general who is making waves in the northwest is not Zhao Chengyuan.

He reproached, "You always have a reason. I think you're worse than she is now. Let the Tai Hospital prescribe a prescription for you, and then you will recuperate well in the house, and don't go to the ground."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "Okay, listen to the imperial brother."

Next, Han Youning and the Queen Mother avoided it, and the two brothers talked about business.

Emperor Qingming said, "The three princes privately made the Tiger Fu Edict and transferred troops to the border city, do you know this?"

Zhao Chengyuan's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "I know. It's just that the manufacture of this tiger talisman is complicated, and there has never been a precedent for successful imitation in all dynasties, how can the three princes have such a great ability? The military camps of the Great Zhou Dynasty relied on the Tiger Talisman to transfer troops, and if the Tiger Talisman could be imitated, wouldn't it be a big chaos."

Emperor Qingming frowned and said, "I'm worried about this too. I once asked him who made the Tiger Talisman, but he refused to admit that he had transferred troops, saying that he had never taken half a step out of the Yuming Mansion."

"The soldiers of the Dingbei Army were originally under the command of the Third Prince, how could they mistake him." Zhao Chengyuan sighed, "This crime is too big, it will affect his wife and daughter, and the third prince will not dare to admit it."

"But the officials of Yuming Mansion can testify that he has indeed been in Yuming Mansion all along, and during the time when the troops were dispatched, they also met with the three princes to discuss the reconstruction of Yuming Mansion."

Emperor Qingming paused, "The secret guards who are monitoring the Li Wangfu can also testify."

Zhao Chengyuan said unexpectedly, "And this is the case?"

Emperor Qingming said, "In your opinion, is the person who transferred the troops the third prince or someone else?"

Zhao Chengyuan pondered for a moment, "The younger brother is not familiar with his previous habit of leading troops, and second, he doesn't know the situation of his battle in the northwest this time, so it is really difficult to judge. As for whether the third prince in Yuming Mansion is true or not, I'm afraid the person who knows best is his pillow person."

His prevarication is his consistent style.

But Emperor Qingming heard it in his heart, "You're right, your appearance can be faked, but the habit of leading troops is not easy to change."

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